last night was good for my soul, church was exactly what i needed it to be. i like that God knew that too. the worship, message, and fellowship were all beautifully refreshing. but one of my favorite moments had nothing to do with all of that... first i need you to know that the church i go to is not at all a charismatic church, we are barely a clapping church, not that the Spirit isn't alive, active, and moving, He very much is, just that it is rarely expressed in a physical way. but last night during worship there was a little girl (around 4 years old) who was dancing with her dad. it was really moving to watch her twirl into her dad's arms and spin around while the messages of Truth were sung over her by a chorus of saints. i felt like in that moment God was telling me that He wants that from me, just the simpleness of dancing with my heavenly Dad, finding my joy and delight in Him. and in the midst of the craziness that is my life, that was exactly what i need to hear, and God knew that.